All Chapters of DARK DESIRES OF US (TWISTED OBSESSION): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Matteo called back again. The phone rang softly, filled with steady and unusual silence. Matteo pressed it to his ear, pacing around his room, eyes focused on the locked door as if someone might be listening.And then she picked. “Who is this?” He asked again. “And what do you mean we need to get rid of my father?”The voice on the other end wasn’t steady—it was low, disguised, trembling with fear. “You heard me, Matteo. If you want the kind of life you deserve—if you want freedom—you’ll have to get him out of the way. Before he ruins everything for both of us.”Matteo froze. His fingers tightened around the phone. “Who are you? This voice doesn’t sound familiar ,” he said, his tone sharp. “Tell me who’s speaking before I hang up.”There was a soft laugh, eerie and faint. “It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is, I know what he’s planning.”Matteo’s heartbeat quickened. “If this is some sick game—”“It’s not,” she snapped. “You think your father is just tough? No, Matteo. He’s da

Dante’s fingers curled around his phone tightly. He stood right in the middle of the dimly lit warehouse, the screen’s glow cutting through his face like a knife. His breath hitched as he stared at the message again: Oh My! Balcony? I can’t stop thinking about all these nights with this girl… I can’t wait to eat her up tonight. He thought Valentina’s words were meant for him. His mind flashed back, unapologetically, to those stolen nights in his king-sized bed, the way he squeezed her boobs with his palms, how the sheets rumpled in secrets.He remembered clearly the first time. He had brought Valentina into his room after having his dinner, her silk nightgown gumming to her curves under the dim light cutting through the curtains. How he dragged her close, his hands rough from hard drugs, grabbing her soft thighs and flesh. She would let out a gasp as he bent her over on the bed, how he would make her legs wrap around his waist. Night after night, it became a habit for him. How he woul

“Papa! Open this door!” Matteo’s voice cracked with anger and something harsh, something that sounded like disappointment and disgust. “I can hear you in there moaning like an animal. Who is it this time? Another girl from the club? Another poor girl you paid forcefully took from the parents to use like trash?”The hallway outside Dante’s bedroom door was very quiet excluding the loud, steady and annoying knocks that kept coming, one after the other, like someone trying to break Dante’s door down.Inside the room, Dante’s hips gave one last hard stroke, he was drowned deep in so much lust as he withdrew his dick from Valentina’s pussy,letting out a satisfying growl. As he poured hot sperms that spilled on her lower back and dripped down the curve of her ass. She stayed bent, holding the edge of the bed, her cheeks pressed into the sheets, letting out her breath so hard and fast, pretending the tremble running through her was only from pleasure.The loud knock on the door didn’t stop.

“Hey… can we talk?” Matteo asked quietly.Valentina turned to him slowly, her face pale from the long night without sleep. “Sure, yes. But make it quick.”They were standing opposite the same hallway leading to the balcony where everything exploded yesterday: the misunderstanding , the tension, Dante’s suspicion. Valentina kept looking around nervously, as if Dante’s shadow was still pacing around every corner of the house.Matteo looked around too, then lowered his voice. “Let’s talk inside my room. My father’s men might hear us out here… and you know they’re loyal to him even with their last drop of blood.”Valentina exhaled, nodding. “Okay…it’s fine.”They walked down the corridor toward Matteo’s room. The house was dead silent, but not a peaceful silence, more like a silence that felt they were being monitored, controlled, and dangerous. When Matteo opened his bedroom door and stepped aside for her to enter, Valentina paused, her eyes widening.“Wow…” she murmured.Her eyes glanc

It’s been a long time since Dante had ever asked his driver to increase the car speed that fast. His hands gripped the steering wheel so tight, as Dante had demanded, but with something close to relief. Dante’s chest rose and fell heavily as if every breath pushed out a little of the fear he had been carrying since Dominic’s accident. The sun and skyscrapers flashed past the window in long stripes, but he barely noticed anything. All his focus was on the fact that Dominic is awake.For the first time in a few weeks now, Dante’s shoulders relaxed. He even muttered to himself, “Finally. At least one thing is working out today in my favor.”Because with Dominic awake, the mess with the land deal could be fixed. The documents could be handled, the negotiations fixed , even contracts will be updated. Dominic was the smartest lawyer he had ever hired, and Dante knew it. He trusted him so much, at least in business.As the car parked at the hospital, he stepped out quickly, his shoes hitting